Alberto Sean was riding high right now, his curiosity burning about the legendary black-robed figure.
"Mr. Sean, don't make the mistake of underestimating this guy. We think the black-robed man might be Angela Tamara," Sybil Cooper said, his tone deadly serious.
"Angela Tamara?" The name made Alberto Sean's brow furrow.
Angela Tamara wasn't exactly a household name, but inside the Capital City Martial Arts Association, he was notorious.
Word was that thirty years back, the Capital City Martial Arts Association had sent multiple Marquis after him. Every single one had failed miserably.
Even worse, Angela Tamara had slaughtered over a dozen Marquis from the Capital City Martial Arts Association!
"Back then, he was already untouchable. After all these years, God knows how powerful he's gotten," Sybil Cooper said.
Alberto Sean's face darkened.
If this really was Angela Tamara, he'd need to watch his back.
